[It was so hard to not beg for more of her hand than those brushes he occasionally got against his cock. He wanted so much more, wanted to be inside her, watch her riding against him like she was doing the car seat right now. God... Dean--] God you look so good.

[he tried to keep focused on the road, forcing his eyes to stay straight. Just because he had to force himself to keep focused didn't mean she had to though, so after a few more moments, he was turning the speed up again.]